Please, forgive me. I am energy-less, ill and tired. Therefore I have strayed from my ideal and just written something because I promised myself that I would do so. It is not the sort of thought that I have been putting into my Haiku.
sweet meow fur rubs softly against my leg – on the way to the feed bowl
noh where 
smiles..that sounds like my cat…on the way to the food bowl…smiles…
i am sorry you are not feeling well…rest up…
Ah … thanks so much , I am working at it!
for something just “rubbed” on here, it’s purring pretty loudly